Anna arrived at where Javier was standing, her steps measured and composed. Delya, who had just greeted him, stood beside him, her chocolate jar still hugged close to her chest, her dreamy gaze fixed on him with quiet adoration.
Anna stopped at a respectful distance, clasped both hands in front of her maid dress, and bowed her head gracefully.
"Your Highness."
Javier snapped his fingers, and an expensive cushion chair materialized behind him. He took a seat with casual ease, resting his elbow on the armrest and his cheek against his knuckles. With a gentle tug, he pulled Delya onto his lap, wrapping an arm around her waist as she settled against him with a soft, contented hum.
All around them, cuts of meat floated through the air, turning slowly over the glowing magic grill. Seasonings drifted from small floating jars, sprinkling themselves in perfect measure. The grill ignited with a soft blue flame, and the meat started sizzling in mid-air, rotating slowly as it cooked.
